On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

To be honest, he also liked the shy boy very much.

But judging from the state of his young lady, something must have happened during this period that he didn't know about.

Seeing Liu'er wanting to say something but not daring to, Shopkeeper Fu more or less guessed something.

The die is cast, and saying anything more will only make people sad and upset.

He immediately swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

He said "yes" and left.

Not long after Manager Fu left, Su Sui'an ran into Nanny Deng on his way back to his own courtyard.

"Miss, Madam has something to ask you to go to Ruoli Garden."

Since moving to the Su residence, Ji Lanshuang could never remember the names of the new courtyards, so he simply changed the names of all the courtyards back to the Ruoli Garden, Tingyu Xiaozhu, and other names they had been using before...

Su Sui'an didn't have any particular requirements for her residence. As long as she was comfortable, she didn't mind even if Ji Lanshuang called her yard an "inn."

Nanny Deng obviously noticed Su Sui'an's mood changes today. Before she could ask, Su Sui'an had already walked ahead.

"it is good."

It just so happened that she also had something to explain to her mother.

As soon as Su Sui'an stepped into Ruoli Garden, Ji Lanshuang came up to him, took him into the house, and dismissed the servants who were serving him.

"An An, I heard that the Ninth Prince's Mansion caught the assassin and executed him on the spot. The incident caused a sensation in Luojing City. What exactly is going on?"

Su Sui'an was surprised that Ji Lanshuang was well-informed. Facing Ji Lanshuang's face, which was much better than before but still pale, she forced herself to cheer up and comforted her, "It's okay, mother, don't worry."

Although Su Sui'an had a smile on his face, Ji Lanshuang still noticed something was wrong.

"No, you must have something."

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Lanshuang seemed to have thought of something, and asked Su Sui'an tentatively, "Is it Rong Xian?"

Su Sui'an lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking, or as if he was organizing his words so that what he said would not scare Ji Lanshuang.

Since the safety of everyone in the family was at stake, she waited patiently for Su Sui'an to speak.

Until the sound of dripping water was heard in the house.

Su Sui'an took a deep breath and said to Ji Lanshuang, "Mother, just pretend I didn't say anything I mentioned to you last time."

Last time I mentioned...

really.

Ji Lanshuang had the answer in her mind, but she still asked, "Did Rong... that young man get into trouble?"

Su Sui'an nodded and no longer concealed anything. He told Ji Lanshuang everything about his encounter with Gu Xiuyan in the capital, how he was delayed along the way, and how he finally encountered Rong Xian's body when he arrived at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, and the two servants who handled Rong Xian's body.

Finally, she reminded Ji Lanshuang meaningfully.

"Okay, mother, I told you what I really thought at the time. Now that it has happened, let's not talk about the past. Let's move on."

Su Sui'an's meaning was very clear, and Ji Lanshuang naturally knew why she did so.

"Okay, mother knows. If anyone else in the mansion asks, mother will say that Master Rong has met a girl he likes and has returned to his hometown to buy a house and get married."

It's rare for Ji Lanshuang to cooperate so thoughtfully.

Su Sui'an reminded, "Don't forget, Rong Xian's sister is still here."

But these few days, because of the land deed, Ji Lanshuang arranged for her to learn from another embroiderer, under the pretext that the embroiderers in the mansion were not enough...

To be fair, in Ji Lan's eyes, "Mrs. Rong" is straightforward and not too wary of others. She is indeed a very suitable person to be friends with.

However, once the safety of his family is involved, no matter how suitable a person is to be his friend, it will become an obstacle for Ji Lanshuang...

"I will order everyone in the mansion not to talk about the rumors these days. She has been busy learning embroidery recently. When she finishes, I will find a reason to give her some money and let her leave."

Human nature is selfish.

What's more, their family had taken them in for some time and treated them kindly when they lived in their house.

Although this is a helpless move, there is no other way.

I just hope that the fact that Rong Xian was dead can be kept secret from Mrs. Rong for a while longer.

Ji Lanshuang had beautiful thoughts.

But how can such a thing be concealed?

What's more, Mu Xiaoxiao's identity is not ordinary.

She already knew about this in the third hour after Rong Xian's "death".

However, she felt as if she was hit on the head by a large ball of cotton out of nowhere.

Her head was confused and she felt dizzy - the brat wanted to escape, why didn't he discuss it with her?

Should she continue to stay here and collect "intelligence" for her rebellious son, or should she pretend to be implicated and then fake her death and run away?

Mu Xiaoxiao hadn't received any positive news from her son for several days and was so anxious that she was running around in circles and even had blisters on the corners of her mouth.

"Xiaoxiao, are you there?"

Ji Lanshuang's voice was heard outside the house. Mu Xiaoxiao felt guilty and almost jumped up.

Looking outside the house again, Ji Lanshuang had arrived at the servants' room where she lived without her knowing.

Although it was a servant's room and the furnishings were simple, compared to the maids who had to sleep on the big bunk bed together, Mu Xiaoxiao, the maid who was "picked up" to work as a "helper", lived in a paradise.

Before Mu Xiaoxiao could come up with a solution, Ji Lanshuang had already entered the house with the help of Nanny Deng.

The sunlight came into the house through the window lattice, even washing away all the dust in the house.

"lady..."

Mu Xiaoxiao forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and moved the only stool in the room in front of Ji Lanshuang.

Ji Lanshuang did not sit down, but grabbed her hand and patted it affectionately.

Mu Xiaoxiao's hair stood on end: I always feel like Lan Shuang has become bad. What's going on?

The other end.

Su Sui'an didn't sleep well the previous night. When he woke up in the morning, he felt dizzy and there were even faint dark circles under his eyes.

Although Mei'er didn't know as much about the truth as Liu'er, she also knew who the protagonist of this matter was.

Now, only one day has passed and Su Sui'an has become so haggard. Mei'er can't help but feel worried about Su Sui'an.

"Miss, you look very bad, would you like to lie down and rest for a while?"

The rules of the Su residence are not as many as those of the Changping Marquis Mansion, and there is no need to pay visits to the deceased in the morning and evening.

As soon as Mei'er said this, Su Sui'an felt uncomfortable, so he simply nodded in agreement and lay down again.

Whenever he thought of Rong Xian's fourth son, Su Sui'an felt like his heart was filled with several huge stones.

Even breathing was a little difficult.

Liu'er knew that Su Sui'an was upset, so she didn't say anything else and pulled Mei'er, who was hesitant to speak, out of the room.

The thick bed curtains completely blocked out the light from outside.

Su Sui'an slowly closed his eyes.

What I saw was still the handsome young man.

The boy felt wronged, shy and at a loss. On the day of the thank-you banquet, the boy came in person to say that he wanted to surrender and become her accountant...

everything...

It's all gone.